Amelia is baking a cake for Mike. A German Chocolate yummy-goodness cake. It's a bittersweet moment as Mike is in the hospital and the realization that I only have one week and 2 days left in Atlanta has set it. It doesn't help that my dresser is in 80 pieces on the living room floor, and I just ate good-veggie-Burger-Joes for what may be the last time.
Tomorrow is my last kickball game. A lot of "last Atlanta" moments seem to be coming early than I thought.
This is my first blog and I'm slightly ashamed. Not because I haven't written one before, but because now I will have to succomb the title "blogger," which we all know will eventually morph into "The most amazing blogger to ever hit the internet." <---- As said by others, not be me of course.
Happy Birthday Bailey!
1 comment:
You aren't alone. This is my first blog I have done in years, so still have to relearn it all and re-achieve that infamous "blogger" title. :D
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